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Great portrayal of Japanese life from a westerner in 1896. Written in a more journalistic tone, but leaves a lot to muse over.

De Lafcadio Hearn conocía sus cuentos, todas esas leyendas de tradición oral que salvó del olvidado gracias a sus traducciones al inglés. Pero han sido sus ensayos editados con el título de Kokoro (corazón, alma y mente) los textos que me han hecho comprender por qué este autor es tan venerado incluso en Japón. A lo largo de breves y variados artículos el Hearn profundiza en la vida íntima de Japón, con una capacidad de observación y entendimiento que leídos ahora siguen pareciéndonos visionarios. Mi favoritos los textos que analizan los conceptos de karma y de preexistencia desde las perspectivas occidental y oriental.

✨Kokoro by Lafcadio Hearn✨

This book is a brilliant analysis of the collective Japanese heart, from an honest outsider’s perspective. By heart, i mean— the emotional aspects, the spiritual beliefs, and the upheld values in society within the Japanese culture.

First of all, I must say that Hearn’s prose is as vivid as it gets. He writes in a way that reads like fiction— as if life simply couldn’t be as beautiful as he describes. Well, who wouldn’t be completely enamoured with Japan, though— immersed as he was in this beloved country.

This book is known as “Hearn’s love letter” to Japan, and it was so sincerely written that I couldn’t help but admire the way he saw Japanese culture from his foreign point of view— how he always held Japan’s beauty in wonder and amazement. I must admit that if I, too, were in his shoes, I would feel the same way.

It felt almost enchanting, as if I was a character in a Ghibli movie— but I had to remind myself that these are actually *real* accounts and that the author was there to experience it all. I can only be grateful that he allowed us to experience these stories with him, by writing this book.

This was such a beautiful read, and of course i give it

Quit at 12%.

The chapters were composed of one short, interesting essay and then a really long, boring essay, then another short, interesting one and then another really long, really boring one. I found myself getting halfway through the longer essays and then just skipping to the next chapter.